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The reality is; there's no destination to arrive at. We just disembark at different stations; whether by choice, circumstance, or inevitability. Disembarking is not failure, though. It's just an instinctive reaction when reality crushes our survival mechanism that's called 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦. #Thoughts #Musings

"Hay días en que la recuerdo y me pregunto: ¿Qué estará haciendo? Hay noches en que la extraño y me pregunto: ¿Qué me estoy haciendo?" –Travesuras de la Niña Mala #Quote #Quotes #MarioVargasLlosa

#Quote #SciFi

For every hundred verses he meticulously writes about her; she smiles. And so, they draw even. #Thoughts #Musings #Poetry

A #kiss on the neck is sacred. Lips pressed against the river of life that feeds the mind you love. It's like with every pulse, you're kissing their brain itself. The truest kiss of life. #Thoughts #Musings

"Well, we have to know our worth." The Oxford comma brings clarity avoids confusion and stops your dinner guests from being a clown your grandma and a lady of the night. youtube.com/watch?v=ky0YOo… #English #Language #Punctuation

The House of Small Cubes Academy Award for Best Animated Short Film at the 81st Academy Awards 2008 www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0tV... #Animation #AnimatedShort

We often pay the price twice; once to have and then another to let go. #Thoughts #Musings

@edwardleepoetry.bsky.social Excuse me, I have a question. Is there a particular reason you choose bright white as a background to your posts?

Inspired by G.K. Chesterton's "The Everlasting Man" Chapter VIII "The End of the World" #Poem #Poetry #Inspiration

There's a unique kind of openness we can get from being anonymous while communicating with others. A special kind of freedom where we can shed the burdening weight of societal expectations, and express our thoughts, worries, and desires in a spontaneous way (1/6)

Spring Flowers #Drawing #Pencildrawing #Sketching

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, is not random text. It comes from sections 1.10.32 and 1.10.33 of "de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum" (The Extremes of Good and Evil) a book by Cicero, written in 45 BC. It's a treatise on the theory of ethics, very popular during the Renaissance. #Latin lipsum.com

#Society adores appearances, and embraces the fake masks people hide behind. Yet it gets horrified when made to see the insides of a person; whether it's the wet chaos of their guts, or the dry rot of their morals. (1/2)

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Beadnet dress from the #Ancient #Egypt -ian Old Kingdom, 4th Dynasty, reign of Khufu 2551–2528 BC. Excavating by a team of archaeologists led by George Reisner in a mastaba tomb at Giza in 1927. Assembled by Millicent Jick, a research associate in 1987.

#Ancient #Egypt -ian palette, dating back to 1390-1352 BC. Made from a single ivory piece, including six oval paint wells that still contain blue, green, brown, yellow, red and black pigments. One end has the hieroglyphic inscription of Amenhotep III (about 1401-1353 BC).

#Ancient Egyptian Gold Ring with a Carnelian Bezel in form of a Cat (symbol of goddess Bastet); belonged to the Third Intermediate Period (1070-712 BC), from eastern Delta region, #Egypt.

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The collective dreams of human beings are born from our awareness of our own darkness. Eternally dreaming of good triumphing over evil reflects our inner desire for redemption. Myths and legends reveal our guilt. They are an attempt to transcend our flawed nature. #Musings

"Do you know what it means to be a safe haven to someone who has spent most of their life in fear?" "Yes, I know. I were that someone once. Sadly, those who suffered the most from fear are often the ones who lost their ability to trust as a result." #Musings

La paz de la nada tras la muerte es un silencio sin rumor pero en la vida, algunos tontos pierden todo el amor por hacer elecciones que los llevan a un vacío interior #Reflexiones

We learn to see through our own lens that's shaped by our knowledge, beliefs, and experience in life. We only see our idea of others, not who they really are. We look for clues along the way that either confirm or contradict those ideas. #Musings

Welcome #Spring #Flowers Gazania daisies.

In isolation, your memories become an audience incapable of applause to anyone but you. #Musings

Today's Featured Poem: "A Man At Sea On Earth Undone By Disturbance When He Appears Most Anchored" by Alan Felsenthal, from Hereafter, published by Song Cave. Read here: poems.com/poem/a-man-a...